Chapter 136 The Golden Thread

"Fate, can it really not be changed?"

In the dark corner, looking down at Chen Changming, who was fighting with the man there with a mad face, Shang Mo's face was livid, and this thought couldn't help but flash in his mind.

He practiced the way of fate all his life, and he ran around all his life just to change Zhao Zheng's fate so that his future would not have to end in a bleak end, but could have a happy ending.

For this reason, he traveled all over the years, trying to find a way to change his fate, but he still found nothing.

The emergence of Chen Changming's variable gave him hope and allowed him to find a way.

But now it appears that hope is about to be dashed.

If one's own body is polluted, the life of the Spirit King will not be able to be fully carried, and even if it is barely inherited, it will only be a puppet.

In that state, what is the difference between Chen Changming and the man he defeated in front of him?

At that time, everything is equivalent to returning to the same place, and nothing has changed.

Seeing this, the little hope that had originally risen in Shang Mo's heart was slowly extinguished at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"This fate, can it really not be changed?"

He couldn't help flashing this thought in his mind, and his eyes were fixed on the bottom.

Just the next moment, below, the scene suddenly changed.

Standing where he was, Shang Mo was stunned.

In his line of sight, the two lines of fate below were still entangled, but at this moment, one of the lines of fate that was originally vibrating violently and faintly becoming chaotic seemed to stop the vibration.

It stopped abruptly on the road leading to chaos.

Chen Changming stopped his movements.

In front of him, before he knew it, the man had already breathed his last breath, and was motionless at this moment, having lost consciousness.

Chen Changming's whole body was already wet with blood.

There was blood all over him, both his own and other people's.

All over his body, the originally strong blood energy was gradually consumed, and almost none of the bones in his body was intact.

The condition of the whole body was terrible to the point of horror.

Violent sores popped up all over his body.

Chen Changming slowly stopped his movements.

The originally scarlet eyes regained a little reason, and there was a little struggle.

At this moment, he fell into a unique state. When his whole body was on the verge of death, his spirit was about to fall into extinction. His aura was extremely weak, but he could clearly see a certain existence of himself.

Indistinctly, he saw a crimson thread on his body that went straight to the sky, spreading to the outside world, and connecting to an unknown existence.

On the crimson silk thread, there was an aura that belonged to the Spirit King, and it was obviously related to the Spirit King.

But at this moment, the thread was vibrating violently.

Layers of black spread, enveloping the crimson thread, gradually polluting the original independent thread and making it no longer pure.

This symbolizes Chen Changming's own state. Now his body is full of impurities and he has fallen into madness.

It's just that beyond this, there are more subtle scenes unfolding.

Outside of that crimson thread, there are many densely packed thin threads connecting him, sharing the pressure at this moment.

Those lines are very small, and you can't find them if you don't look carefully, but they are very strong, and they are connected with Chen Changming's line of fate.

Among them, a line was very clear, which attracted Chen Changming's attention.

It was a golden thread, which was different from the dullness of other silk threads. This thread was not only very clear, but also the strongest. It helped Chen Changming share most of the pressure invisibly.

Inside the golden thread, a faint emotion emanated from it.

It's missing, talking, and other inexplicable emotions

"This is."

Feeling all this, Chen Changming was stunned, a little puzzled.

The next moment, in front of his eyes, faint handwriting began to emerge.

The projection interface appeared in front of his eyes, and one name after another appeared on it.

Yang Ling, Qi Qimu, Zhao Zheng.

Names began to appear in front of my eyes, maybe they had been projected by Chen Changming before, maybe they hadn't been projected by Chen Changming, they all appeared here at this moment, and then turned into different lines, which were connected with Chen Changming's own line of fate.

At this moment, these lines shared part of the pressure for Chen Changming, making him barely break free from the madness just now, and did not completely sink into the abyss.

Feeling all this, Chen Changming felt a kind of enlightenment in his heart.

He looked at the golden thread, and there was a familiar breath coming from it.

This line represents Yang Ling.

The thought flashed through his mind.

The vision in front of him began to slowly disappear.

Chen Changming's sanity began to return slowly.

The power of the Spirit King in his body is still raging, and it is still boiling at this moment, but it has stabilized at this moment, and it is not as chaotic as before.

Chen Changming roughly sensed it.

Unknowingly, the power of the spirit king in his body has increased by a large amount, and the total amount has not decreased compared to before, but has increased several times.

It was this increased power of the Spirit King that had almost pulled Chen Changming into the abyss before, almost failing to regain his sanity.

And the source of the spirit king's power is also easy to guess.

Chen Changming lowered his head and looked in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the man's body was lying there quietly. At this moment, his last breath has disappeared, and the whole person has completely lost any signs of life.

And on him, the terrifying fluctuation of the power of the spirit king has completely disappeared at this moment, and it just disappeared.

Obviously, just now, the power of the spirit king in him was sucked away by Chen Changming, which led to Chen Changming's continuous decline.

A sense of intense exhaustion rose in the heart, making people have an urge to fall down and fall asleep right away.

On the spot, Chen Changming got up silently.

At this moment, his condition has never been better, and it has never been worse.

The bad thing is that because of the previous fight, his physical condition is unprecedentedly poor at this moment, and it can be said that he is not far from death.

But after killing the man, his condition was better than ever.

As if a transformation has been completed in the dark, the feeling of the whole person at this moment is very strange.

In the body, the majestic power of the spirit king is still surging, and a lot has changed at this moment, and a change has been completed invisibly.

Chen Changming did not understand where this change came from.

He only knew that he was in great danger at the moment.

Previously, in order to increase his strength, he had sucked away all the power of the spirit king from more than a dozen successors of the spirit king in one go.

And now, he sucked away the spirit king's power from that man.

At this moment, the huge power of the spirit king was raging in his body.

If you count what you have absorbed before, among the power of the spirit king in his body at this moment, the power of the external spirit king is several times that of his own spirit king.

Under such a disparity in contrast, it is extremely easy to cause accidents.

At some point, he fell into madness again, causing the whole person to fall into madness.

Of course, the increase in the power of the spirit king in the body has led to a great increase in the possibility of losing control, but it has also led to the increase in his own strength.

At this moment, Chen Changming could feel the changes in his body.

The blood energy in his body was surging, and with the activation of the spirit king's power, his body was growing rapidly and undergoing a transformation.

After the transformation is completed, his life level will go a step further and achieve a leap.

Perhaps, it may not necessarily grow to a level that he did not expect.

"We can go."

In the corner, looking at Chen Changming who was standing there alone, who seemed to have returned to normal, Shang finally smiled and said so.

In his eyes, Chen Changming's fate line has stabilized at this moment, and although the impurities in that fate line are terrifying, they are no longer increasing at this moment, but tend to decrease continuously.

Obviously, at the critical moment just now, Chen Changming controlled himself and did not let himself fall into the abyss completely and become the puppet of King Ling.

Although I don't know how Chen Changming did it, there is no doubt that it is a good thing for everyone.

"Aren't you going to see Brother Chang Ming?"

Zhao Zheng looked at Chen Changming who was standing in the distance, recalling Chen Changming's previous appearance, he still had some lingering fears at the moment.

"It's not necessary for now."

Shang finally shook his head: "This happened, your elder brother Changming, I'm afraid he will be busy for a while."

"It won't be too late for us to come see him again after he finishes his work."

He patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Zhao Zheng was a little confused about what Shang Mo said, half understanding, but he nodded obediently.

They quickly left the place, and that's it.

But at the same place, as Shang Zhong said, Chen Changming's affairs have just begun.

After the man was shot dead by Chen Changming, the surrounding black-armored guards came intermittently and surrounded Chen Changming.

In fact, they stood around from the beginning, but when Chen Changming was fighting with the man before, they didn't dare to rush over. Only now, after Chen Changming looked much more normal, did they come over.

Standing alone on the spot, Chen Changming was covered in blood and his face was calm. He just glanced at these black-armored guards lightly, ignored them, and walked to his room on his own.

Back in his room, he took a shower on his own, washed off the blood stains all over his body, and then changed into clean clothes before walking out.

Under the light of the sun, he looked pale, his handsome face looked a little weak, and his frail appearance was completely different from the crazy one before.

After a while, Xia Qi also came over.

He looked around at the corpses on the ground, and after learning what had happened from the survivors, he went to Chen Changming with a serious face.

"You killed him?"

Looking at Chen Changming in the prison, Xia Qi looked solemn and said to Chen Changming.

"yes."

Chen Changming nodded calmly.

Seeing his calm appearance, Xia Qi froze in place, for a moment, he didn't know what to say.